Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Monday, December 11, 2017

It is 0623 on 12/10/2017. We are at Fort Richardson State Park and the sun is just trying to come up.

We did the ghosts of Xmas past last night. It was OK but nothing like previous years.

In a stroke of genius I chose a cabin instead of a tent for our lodging last night.

Yesterday I saw a painted bunting for the first time in my life.

Best part of fall/winter- found coat pocket money baby!

Zac played with kids camping next door until nearly 10 o'clock last night. I asked one where he was from from. Texas! was his reply.

Strawberry cheesecake French toast- what a time to be alive.

The stars were incredibly bright overnight.

Zac builds the fires when we camp nowadays.

Nowadays- one weird word.

I still have books from the bookstore I bought on post in Bad Hersfeld in 1985 or 1986.

I emailed a couple of guys from my Army days at Bad Hersfeld Germany last night. One address was long dead but still hope to hear from the other.

One was the armorer. He was from Mount Pisgah South Carolina. After getting gigged on my weapon once again I asked him to show me what he expected and how to get there. Another time I happened to ask him what was going on- he indicated he was stressing over an impending inspection. I told him I had nothing else better to do- I would help him. We touched weapons up and listened to country music and talked about fishing for a few hours. Consequently- after that day when we came out of the field I would just hand my weapon off to him and I'd walk out and go party. He would not even look at it.

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Needle and a spoon on the dash of my truck. I wonder what the cops would think about that?

Wendy's makes some pretty good salads.

I won't say what I first thought I saw when I saw this white board out of the corner of my eye.

Today one of my brand new tires was low when I went outside, so I went to my local convenience store to use the air compressor- in the pouring rain. Pouring rain which predictably stopped as soon as I got it aired up and was getting back in the truck.

Pro tip: after you get new tires if one of them is low soon afterwards- when you air it up fill it about 10 pounds over recommended pressure and then let the air back out down to where it needs to be.

The first bite I've ever taken from one of those candy coated donuts in my whole life. Verdict: Meh.

One of my ex's had real nice legs and super pretty feet. Coincidentally, she liked to ride with her bare feet resting up on the dash of the car. Two or three different times we busted dudes just staring at her feet like total freak shows. One actually drifted over into our lane and nearly hit us- and he still couldn't take his eyes off of her legs and feet.

He Looked mesmerized.

Although it was at least 20 years ago- I can picture that scene like it was yesterday.

That still trips me out.

Evolution did a good job on this little guy. He even has fake lichen on his back. You just about could not see him against the log I caught him under. And against the bark of the tree he would have done well also I think.

It still trips me out...

This morning 10/23/2017 I took note of a coworkers nice haircut and gave her a compliment- a compliment I oddly backed up by asking if she did it herself...

Fail.

Holy smokes- fail.

Does not look appealing to me.

I'm supposed to go dove hunting this year for the first time in years.

Zac can pop his back like mad.

The spoon was from a parfait I ate in the truck. I tossed up it there to take into work and drop in the recycles. The needle is clean- it was from me drawing a shot up and changing the needle for injection into the patient. I dropped the capped and clean (not sterile) needle in my pocket intending to place it a sharps on returning to my office. I placed it on the dash to drop in a sharps container the next day.

Thursday, November 16, 2017

A friendly acquaintance is smokin hot but man- she is as crazy as an outhouse rat.

The attention I get when around her is kinda fun and funny I guess but to all the dudes who presume we are together but who also presume they would be better for her and wish we could trade places- you cannot handle her kind of crazy.

A new chapter is about to start in my life and I am excited for it but also mildly terrified.

That is life I suppose.

I could live in Colorado or New Mexico and make my thing just exploring those two beautiful and interesting states.

My guess is a lot of people in interracial relationships got their start feeding off the attention the relationship brought.

A nursing buddy helped me with a blood draw recently by withdrawing tubes from the holder as I maintained the needle. As she did this she inadvertently rubbed her bewb on my arm. It was the softest thing I have felt in a while. It was like a silk bag full of kittens who were chubby with baby fat.

Saturday, November 4, 2017

As I knew we would be tired after attending the reenactment at Fort Richardson State Park and doing a night hike following it and to just get out of the house- we stayed at Butterfield Depot motel in Jacksboro last night.
I over thought that decision at every level.
It was expensive- 71 bucks.
It was loud. One neighbor turned the TV off at 9:38 the other sometime after 12:30.
The water in the bathroom was lukewarm.
The piece de resistance was the safe?! that started chirping at 5 o'clock this morning.
I am literally and honestly more tired than when I went to sleep.
I am exhausted.
True Story
The End
PS: a safe? A safe?! Why the &^%$# a safe?!

Monday, October 30, 2017

I was on the National Guard Chiefs Pee Wee football team when I was a kid. We got to keep our helmets as they upgraded for the next season.

When a guy gets accused of molesting children in a family- especially girl children and there are multiple people who make allegations against him but there is one child who happens to be the prettiest one of the bunch that is also his biggest defender- you can bet that the allegations are true.

He thought he could get away with it by leaving her alone- even if he never said it in his mind it was a case of, If I wouldn't molest her- the prettiest one of the bunch why would I molest any of the rest of them?

Also, there is a perverted way in which he didn't want to taint her- he wanted to keep her pure.

That doesn't look sketchy at all...

Steroids are a literal miracle drug.

You frequently see wrecks along that stretch of road.

A one-time girlfriend sent me a text with a picture of her with some kind of Baltic Sea mud black facial beauty mask on. The text said," Come over and do me. "

It was hilarious. I kept it for a long time just to look back at it and laugh although I deleted it because I was terrified of it getting out into the wild.

If I had sent that out over the Internets how long before she got accused of putting on blackface, being a racist and got her house burned down and fired from her job?

My guess is all of that would happen within something less than 72 hours and I may be being very generous with that assessment and giving the Internets way more credit than it deserves.

Friday, October 27, 2017

This was a balloon snowman that was made nearly a year ago last winter in an IHOP.

Sometimes after the work day I want to go home and stress-sleep to get the night over with so I can start the next day and just... get that days beating over with.

I would like to get at least a hundred and seventy thousand miles out of my present truck and it would not break my heart to go 200,000.

If I get 170K good miles out of it I will preemptively put a new transmission in it and rebuild the front end and then squeeze every mile I can out of it.

About 289000 miles is still my personal world's record for all time best miles on a vehicle.

That was a great car. It was a 1993? Suburban. Aside from being possibly slightly tired; it ran basically as good the day I sold it as the day I bought it.

The silver medal went to my Camaro which I think I got 270 something? thousand miles out of it.

It was knocking and smoking a little bit by then though. One of my ex wives was driving it by then. She called and told me that the engine started knocking on the way home. I asked her what she did for it. She replied, Well first thing I did was turn the stereo up. There was not hardly a drop of oil in it but yeah it would still run.

Laundry detergent bottles seem oddly way over built for their purpose.

It is definitely on my list to do some camping this fall.

My phones voice recognition has started working like a champ. It is eerie.

It has me all figured out. This I think is literally true as in- I just had to choose from the proferred alternatives when it just wasn't getting me the first say, 3 to 4 times. Then it started working like a champ.

It is August 23rd 2017 and so far- so bad for President Trumps presidency.

If I were a national level Republican politician if not terrified- I would be very aware of how quiet President Obama has been.

Today at Dinosaur Valley State Park I took pictures of two different family groups for them.

Had a Burger King Burger today for the first time in a while. I had forgotten they put ketchup on their burgers! What kind of monster does that?

It was called the King Bacon Burger. It was pretty good but what was fantastic were the fries. They must have changed since I last had their fries.

The family we hiked with on the ranger guided at the hike in Dinosaur Valley Park were great people- they really were but they defined the expression of having no filter.

This morning 09/17/2017 I got wrapped up in reading stories about Stolen Valor after seeing a headline related to a local guy. The stories that jump out at me the hardest are the guys who had great real records and felt the need to embellish. I wouldn't want to switch places but 2 frauds I read about had real service records that made mine look weak.

I finally visited the creation evidence museum in Glen Rose. There was some legitimately interesting exhibits but multiple items that have been debunked and/or that simply do not mean what they think it means. There was an odd lack of context and insufficient information (or none) on many exhibits.

Back to the Stolen Valor subject one guy said something about busting somebody for faking being a soldier. His proof? The bustee couldn't tell him his basic training unit. When I went through basic for the Texas Army National Guard at Jackson I was in B 9/2. We were called Bravo Rangers. When I went regular Army I have no idea- literally none what OSUT unit I was in for my training- I could not even pick it out from a multiple choice list.

Connected thought: another said he busted somebody because the guy did not remember his commanding officers name. I remember my first COs name as I was his driver. I have no recall of my commanding officer's name during the war. Although sadly and maybe to my discredit- I do remember his derogatory nickname.

I need to find out his name- it is just not right to be able to truthfully say that last sentence.

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

People often worry about the morals of musicians and actors. Other than actors or musicians whose act is geared toward kids- I can't comprehend that kind of thinking. My main problem I think is- where does it end?

Multiple of my favorite singers or members of a favorite band have had multiple marriages and divorces. A dude who did an old favorite song of mine is a convicted child molester. How many have drug or alcohol problems?

Does it matter at all? If so why?

If Trumps would have done what he said he would and focused on infrastructure he could have been remembered as a good president- in spite of himself.

Easily my favorite Six Million Dollar Man episode was the one where he fought a bigfoot.

Was the bigfoot in that story actually an alien- or am I making that up?

Monday, October 16, 2017

It was inevitable that a bump-fire device was going to be used here on a weapon in a massacre.

Another inevitablilty- Tannerite will be used in a mass murder event.

There is light at the end of the tunnel at my job.

I don't even think it's time to crack the joke about, With my top of luck the light will be a freight train headed straight towards me... Honestly, I think that things may be turning around.

I've been hanging by thread at my job. I even keep pictures up of my kids to remind me why I do it. Some days I have to close or minimize screens to see their pics and picture them without health insurance or them having a father without insurance and the stability of this OK paying job that has good benefits.

A one time patient died while being treated by the clinic where I worked. The last time we spoke (which was a few days before his death) he invited me and my son to come out to his place and go fishing.

Thursday, October 12, 2017

As a guy in a female dominated occupation I have to put up with subtle forms of what would be called sexual harassment if I were a female.

It might be hard to believe but no lie-I honestly had a long ago female supervisor hint that things could go better for me if I put out to her.

So what got this subject started? Where I work a girl and I were occupying the same space between filing cabinets. I was turned away from her when she entered the area. I knew I was the one in the way so with my back still turned to her I sidestepped moving accidentally directly in her way. She reflexively put her hand out to let me know she was there by touching my side. When she did so she touched my little muffin top. I made a joke about it. She said, That's okay- I like a guy with a little curves!

It was okay. It was really okay. It was funny and mildly flattering. I laughed. She laughed. People who overheard it laughed. I have to ask though- what if the shoe was on the other foot? There is no chance I would have gotten out of it without an official counseling statement in my file and there's every chance I could have lost my job over it.

When I was a boy I was fascinated with crushed cars being hauled on a flatbed. I would watch mesmerized and beg my dad to slow down or catch up to them so I could gawk.

Since buying my phone I have not touched my relatively expensive snapshot camera, my very expensive SLR camera or my tablet and my expensive, powerful laptop has only been used to watch movies and store pictures.

There are few things worse in this world to me than having to stay in a job that I literally hate.

Recently someone took note of a self portrait sketch I did of myself that I have on my bulletin board in my office. She asked about it and asked if I had done it myself. I told her that I had and then I asked her if she had a similar artistic outlet while just knowing that she did. She lied and said that she did not draw, that she didn't have much talent in general and didn't do anything like that etc. Later I found out that she was actually pretty good at drawing- good enough that she would get asked to do things for people- to make sketches for presentations, flyers and invitations and so on.

I know that people lie. I know they will lie when the truth would fit better but I simply cannot comprehend the purpose of her lying like that.

Sweet tea I bought impulsively. It has been way less than 24 hours and I'm about to pour another large glass...

The use of someone and somebody in a sentence by me is always and absolutely a shot in the dark (including the above).

For that matter- now that I look back at it- I think I got it wrong up there.